Hey guys! I am so amazed at the wonderful response to this story! 111 followers! Thank you to all of you that reviewed, your comments mean a lot. Like I've said before I really don't have more than a basic outline in my head of what I want to happen in this story, so it's probably going to continue to be a slower update. I'm trying to keep it at once a week, but I don't want to give you guys crappy writing. Not completely sure that I like this chapter, but it's more of a filler so. Anyways hope you enjoy.

Chapter 3 - Reunited

"Hey, Speedy!" Oliver smiled, wrapping his arms around his little sister in a hug. "Talking about me, were you?" He laughed pulling back slightly. He looked over her shoulder to get a better look at the girl she'd been sitting with. Thea had told him over the phone about the young woman who's car she'd hit. His heart stuttered when he caught sight of blonde curls.

Felicity went rigid at the sound of his voice. Her mouth was dry and she was having trouble breathing. She slowly turned in her chair and her eyes caught on his. Time went still.

"You're Thea Queen," she breathed out.

"Uh yeah," Thea said slowly. She shifted uncomfortably, looking back and forth between her brother and Felicity who had yet to break eye contact. "Sorry, I tend to not mention my last name the sparse amount of times people don't recognize me." Oliver and Felicity were still staring at each other, the blonde girl standing a few feet away behind the row of plastic chairs in the auto shop. Thea was feeling increasingly out of place, almost invisible as neither of them made any motion to respond to what she had said. "Umm, so do you guys like know each other or something? Because I'm kind of getting the vibe that you know each other."

"Yeah.." Oliver said, still looking at Felicity. He shook his head a little, trying to get out of the trance he was in. He took a deep breath and turned to his little sister. "Yes, we do know each other."

"Sooo.." Thea prompted. Oliver looked back to Felicity, who averted her eyes. Thea narrowed her eyes at Oliver. "Is she like a one night stand?!"

Felicity's eyes widened, and Oliver jumped in. "No!" He assured her.

"Not exactly," Felicity mumbled, chuckling darkly. Thea raised her eyebrows at that comment, and Felicity's breath caught in her throat. She couldn't believe she didn't notice it sooner, their mannerisms were strikingly similar. She looked down at the tiled floor, resting her hands on her hips. She slid them down the top of her legs, rapidly clenching and unclenching her fists. She forced herself to flatten her hands against her sides, swallowing. "We don't really know each other," Felicity addressed Thea. Oliver looked like he was going to protest so she quickly continued. "More like knew each other, past tense, a long time ago."

Oliver sighed. She wasn't wrong, at least in a sense. It felt wrong though, the way she was explaining it. She had such a major impact on him, on his life, and it seemed like she was trying to say they were acquaintances. And he hated it.

"Oh.. Cool, I think?" Thea questioned hesitantly. There was an uncomfortable silence before Felicity cleared her throat.

"It's getting late," She said looking at the wall clock. "I should go." She bent to grab her purse, pulling it over her shoulder swiftly. She started toward the door somewhat reluctantly, realizing she was going to have to pass Oliver and Thea to leave. Oliver looked at her sadly. They were the closest they had been in years and she couldn't wait to get away from him.

"Uh, well you know you kind of don't have your car right now," Thea said, the voice of reason in this strained conversation. Felicity stopped immediately, groaning slightly.

"They still haven't told you anything yet?" Oliver asked, scanning the empty room. There were no other customers in sight, the waiting area with wall to wall windows dimly light by a single flickering fluorescent light. He looked toward the reception desk, spotting an elderly bald man behind the counter. He was leaned back in his chair, an old baseball hat over his face. His arms were crossed and he was snoring lightly.

"No, and we've already been here for like an hour," Thea told him, sounding annoyed.

"We should have just taken them to Bobby's," Oliver said, referring to their usual mechanic.

"Uh uh, no way! He would totally rat me out to mom!" Thea exclaimed. Felicity crossed her arms over her chest, not knowing what to do. Oliver met her eyes briefly, blue on blue, before Felicity tore her eyes away. He walked toward the desk in long strides, arriving in three.

"Excuse me," he said loudly. The old man jumped, his hat falling to the counter. He flew to his feet, tripping a little in his disoriented state. His eyes locked on the younger man and he relaxed.

"Hello young man," he garbled, sounding as if he might have had a stroke recently. "How may I help you on this fine afternoon?" He smiled.

"Evening actually," Oliver smiled back. The older man looked towards the wall of windows, seeing that it was, in fact, nighttime.

"So it is," he laughed.

"Yes," Oliver chuckled. "My sister," he said, motioning to Thea. "And our.. Friend, brought their cars about an hour ago? They haven't been notified of anything yet, do you know what the damage is?" he asked.

The old man eyed the two girls in confusion. "Well it's eight o'clock," he informed Oliver. "And at seven thirty my mechanic leaves for the night."

"He leaves?" Oliver asked disbelievingly. "So nobody is working on their cars?"

"No, sir. I'd say Johnny is long gone by now."

Oliver sighed, trying to contain his frustration. He didn't want to take it out on the old man. He looked back at Felicity and his sister warily. Felicity looked agitated, Thea confused. "What time does your mechanic get here tomorrow?" Oliver asked patiently.

"Right around ten," the old man smiled.

"I will be back here at ten," Oliver smiled back. He turned away from the counter, crossing the room to Thea and Felicity.

"What are we going to tell mom and dad when I come home without a car?" Thea groaned. Oliver shrugged sympathetically. "This is ridiculous," Thea continued, "And what about Felicity? She doesn't live here!" Oliver's eyes darted to Felicity's.

"You don't have anywhere to stay?" He asked her worriedly. She glanced around uncertainly.

"I'm fine, really. If one of you has the number of a cab company, I can get a hotel for the night." Felicity said.

"You can stay with us, we have plenty of room," Oliver offered. Thea nodded excitedly, and Felicity frowned. "I'm sure Tommy would love to see you too, we can have him over for breakfast," he said.

"Oh my god, you know Tommy?!" Thea asked. Felicity nodded slowly.

"I'm really just passing through," she said. "I didn't plan on seeing anyone." Oliver swallowed, she hadn't planned on seeing him.

"No, seriously!" Thea exclaimed. "We have so many empty guest rooms," she insisted, stepping closer to Felicity.

The older girl inadvertently took a step back. "I shouldn't, really I-"

"I insist!" Thea interrupted. "Plus, if you're not there, mom is totally going to give me the third degree for making you fend for yourself in a situation I put you in." Felicity sighed, looking towards Oliver.

"We really would be more than happy to accommodate you," he said, trying hard not to sound like he was pleading with her.

"I guess," Felicity said reluctantly.

"Yay!" Thea squealed.

Fifteen minutes later they were pulling up to the mansion. Thea was sitting in the front, calling shotgun as soon as she had seen Diggle in the driver's seat. Oliver tried to ask her to sit in the back, but she protested, insisting that John was tired of him and would much rather sit with her. So Oliver and Felicity were sitting in the back together in a heavy silence, Felicity leaning against the window in a further attempt to stay away from him. The truth was that the closer she was, the more she felt like she would get sucked in. That somehow she would fall for him again, and she'd stay. And she couldn't stay.

They pulled up the long drive and Felicity's mouth fell open in awe. "You live in a castle," she gasped. Thea laughed at her from the front seat.

Oliver's mouth quirked up into a smile, meeting his bodyguard's eyes in the rearview mirror. "It's been in our family for a very long time," he told Felicity. She met his eyes and laughed a little, briefly forgetting the fact that she wasn't supposed to be happy.

"Oh because that explains everything," she said sarcastically. Oliver chuckled. "You know that this isn't normal right?" She asked him. "This is amazing, really," she said. She looked back out the window, taking in the view. It was dark now but she could still see the aged stone building with the light from the lanterns hanging on the front of the house and lining the driveway.

"It's beautiful huh?" Thea asked her, turning in her seat. Felicity nodded in agreement. "It was so much fun to grow up here," she laughed. "It took the pretending to be a princess thing to a whole other level," Thea grinned.

Diggle parked the car at the front steps, letting Oliver know that he would take it to the garage after he let them out. Oliver thanked his bodyguard and stepped out of the car. He opened the trunk and pulled out Felicity's small yellow duffle bag. She took it from him, refusing to make him carry it.

Thea opened the front door, calling for Raisa as she did. Felicity followed her, taking in the beautiful home. Oliver came in last pulling the large door closed behind himself.

"Raisa!" Thea shouted again. "We have a guest!"

Moira Queen rolled her eyes at her daughter's yelling for the housekeeper. She discarded her reading glasses and book on the table next to her chair, standing and smoothing down the front of her shirt and pencil skirt. Robert was out for the evening, attending an investors dinner for Queen Consolidated. She'd opted to stay home, in hopes of spending the evening with her children and had the kitchen staff prepare a nice meal, but unfortunately it was almost nine pm and she'd decided to go ahead and eat a few hours ago before the food got cold. The mother had attempted to call both Oliver and Thea multiple times without response and had just begun to worry recently that something may have happened to delay their homecoming.

"Thea, dear," Moira addressed her daughter, as she came around the corner into the entryway. "I told you this morning that Raisa was taking the night off. Her daughter and grandchildren are in town, and they simply can not wait to see their babushka," she smiled.

"Angelina and the kids are in Starling?" Thea asked excitedly. "Are they coming for lunch tomorrow?" Mrs. Queen laughed at her daughter's enthusiasm.

"I was hoping to have them," she said. "I wanted to check with the two of you about your-" she looked past Thea to Oliver, stopping midsentence when she saw the girl standing with him. Felicity looked at Moira as she stopped speaking, immediately feeling underdressed in her dark green tank top and loose jeans.

'Underdressed for what?' She thought to herself. 'It's not like I was planning on spending the night in a mansion when I got dressed this morning, not that I have anything in my duffle bag that would have been appropriate.'

Moira took several quick steps towards Oliver and Felicity, raising a hand to her heart in apology. "I'm sorry, I didn't know we were planning on having a guest tonight," she said in confusion. Looking from the blonde girl to her son who was smiling tightly. She instantly feared the worst. "She's not pregnant is she?" She asked worriedly.

Thea laughed loudly and Felicity's mouth fell open in shock. This was the second time today that a member of the Queen family thought that she was some fling of Oliver's, and it made her wonder if it wasn't unusual for him to have flings and one night stands. Not that she would care if he did. Not at all.

"No, mother," Oliver said in exasperation. "This is Felicity Smoak," he told her. Felicity attempted to force a smile which came off as more of a grimace, as she shook Mrs. Queen's hand.

"Moira Queen," the older woman said.

"It's nice to meet you Mrs. Queen," Felicity said, letting her hand fall back down. She intertwined it with the other, something like a nervous tick. "I'm so sorry to intrude like this. They asked me to stay here while my car is getting fixed, and they don't really take no for an answer," Moira's eyes widened. "Not that I'm not happy to be here! Your home is beautiful really, I just meant that I didn't mean to intrude and I already said that, and I am going to stop talking, sorry," she babbled. Oliver shook with quiet laughter at her side and Moira raised an eyebrow at him. Felicity winced slightly. 'Nice one Felicity, good first impression!' She mentally gave herself a sarcastic thumbs up.

"Of course," Moira said kindly. "It's no trouble at all, dear," she continued, smiling at the other blonde. Her expression changed to one of exhaustion as she turned to her daughter. "Please tell me that this young lady's car being fixed has nothing to do with you," she pleaded, already knowing the answer.

"I may have lightly scraped the edge of her badly parked car- no offense Lis," Thea said.

"None taken," Felicity replied, allowing the teenager to exaggerate at her expense.

"Thea Dearden Queen!" Moira exclaimed in exasperation. Thea shrank back at the use of her full name. "What have I told you about your driving habits? You're always so distracted, you have to be more responsible!"

"This is me trying to be responsible!" Thea insisted. "Felicity lives out of town, and so I was very responsible and invited her to stay with us," she explained. Her mother shook her head in disappointment. "Plus it's actually not even my fault!" She continued earnestly.

"And how exactly is that?" Oliver asked amusedly. "Even if the car was parked badly, which I doubt, it was still parked, Thea," he told his sister.

"Very funny, Ollie," Thea smirked. "I was talking about the fact that Felicity knows you and Tommy! Destiny is obviously trying to get you guys to meet again, and I'm just an innocent bystander in the course of events that led you to each other," she said, deflecting.

Felicity choked at Thea's words. Surely it was just a coincidence right? She looked up at Oliver, to find him already looking at her. "Of all the gin joints in all the towns," she muttered to herself.

"In all the world," Oliver finished. Felicity had obviously been louder than she'd thought. She raised her eyebrows in surprise. She couldn't even count the number of times she had tried to get Tommy and Oliver to watch Casablanca with her, but they'd always refused due to some sort of man code in regards to romantic movies.

Moira cleared her throat, and Felicity and Oliver broke eye contact to look at her. "You know Oliver and Tommy?" Moira asked. Felicity started to go into the same explanation she gave Thea earlier but Oliver, sensing her response, spoke first.

"She's an old friend," he told his mother. He made eye contact with Moira and silently asked her not to push the topic.

Mrs. Queen silently took in Felicity's appearance. She was beautiful when you really looked at her, but it wasn't the harsh type of beauty that catches your eye at a distance. Her makeup was noticeable but not overdone, and her hair fell over her shoulders in loose curls that appeared to be natural. "You are certainly a change from Oliver's usual friends," she told the girl. Felicity flushed slightly, not knowing if that was a compliment or not. "A breath of fresh air," Moira assured her, sensing the discomfort.

Thea yawned loudly. "I don't know about you guys but I am super tired," she said. Moira turned to her daughter with a frown.

"Don't think we're done talking about the car young lady," she said. "Why don't you show Felicity to the guest room in the east hall, and your father and I will discuss your punishment with you in the morning."

"Yes ma'am," Thea grinned cheekily, saluting her mother. Moira rolled her eyes, fighting a smile. The brunette quickly grabbed Felicity and drug her up the staircase, before her mom had any time to reconsider punishing her without speaking with Robert.

"Oliver, dear," Mrs. Queen said. "Why don't you join me in the study, I have something I wish to speak to you about."

Oliver sighed deeply before following her, not looking forward to the conversation that was coming.

So there's that! Like I said it was a bit of a filler chapter. Oh my gosh I found out the coolest thing yesterday! (I think it's cool) The Queen mansion on Arrow is a real place called Hatley Park National Historic Site or Hatley Castle and it's located in British Columbia! It's the same place they used on Smallville as the Luthor mansion, and the X-Men movies as Xavier's school! Which I think is really cool. So Ya. Also can we just reflect on the amount of Olicity in that past episode? Like whoa. They managed to fit in quite a bit considering she's dating Ray(that asshole) right now. And did anybody catch that part where she told Oliver that they weren't together because of his choice? As in she would date him if he wanted to date her? Plus that little I'm happy when you're in my life bit that was pure gold. Anyways yeah, hope you enjoyed this chapter please review and let me know!